Donald was a little surprised, and she really should have been, looking at other people, she didn't like fish as a delicacy.

He Ningyan explained: "I don't like to eat fish, and I used to get stuck in my throat by fish bones. ”

Because the fish bone is stuck in the throat, there is a shadow of the psychology and I don't like to eat fish, which is a good reason.

Donald gave his share of bread to He Ningyan: "Then let's exchange it with you." ”

He Ningyan did not refuse, no matter how unpalatable it was, he had to eat enough to be satisfied.

She looked sideways and saw Garcia, who was sitting in the corner, struggling to swallow the fish and fish soup, the opposite of the two maids next to her, who were gulping down their bowls. And how could all this have escaped the sharp-eyed Donald.

When asked, it was said that Garcia was also stuck in the throat by a fish bone, and there are so many people in this world who don't like to eat fish, which proves that the two of them are from the same place, and they don't like to eat fish.

The new manager came, hesitated for a moment, went up to the high platform, and whispered a few words in Donald's ear.

He Ningyan looked over, but it was a pity that the new manager covered his mouth with his hand and leaned into Donald's ear, otherwise, he might be able to move from his lips and try to distinguish what was said. She bowed her head again and continued to eat, not looking again.

Donald nodded: "I'll go over when I'm done." ”

When the fish soup is cold, it will not taste good, and the fishy smell will be stronger. Such an unpalatable fish soup is also very precious in this era of material scarcity, no less than caviar.

Donald seemed to have something on his mind, and instead of chewing slowly as before, he stuffed a lot of food into his mouth, and then thought about it as he chewed. You can see from the look in his eyes that he is thinking.

Helen looked left and right, and plucked up the courage to ask, "Is there something wrong?"

Donald glanced at his eyes and smiled at the corners of his mouth: "It's okay." ”

After a quick meal, Donald stood up: "You guys use it slowly. ”

Helen stood up, while He Ningyan and Abbas remained seated, watching Donald leave.

After Helen sat down, Abbas spoke, "You are fine, go and rest early." ”

Helen was stunned for a moment, picked up the fish soup in front of her, drank the last bit of it in it, picked up the half-eaten potatoes, and stood up. The maid who served her quickly got up in the corner and left with her.

Abbas and He Ningyan were left next to the low table, and this meeting was a little awkward.

He Ningyan was straightforward: "If you have something to say, just say it, there may not be such an opportunity in the future." ”

Abbas thought for a moment, but said it anyway: "I know you hate me. ”

He Ningyan sneered. I know and ask, and I don't look at why I hate, everything was originally fine.

Abbas looked at the empty bowls on the table, eating cleaner than licking. As if talking to himself, he muttered softly: "You'd better not fall in love with Donald, or you'll regret it." ”

Is it for his sister?

He Ningyan almost didn't laugh, and shook his head: "Then you can rest assured, I'm not interested in all the men here, if you want to worry, please wait for my injuries to heal." ”

It's only been two days since I came, and I'm worried that she has robbed her sister of the throne of the most favored woman. This brother is really worried about a lot of things.

Abbas suddenly reached out, grabbed her wrist, and ducked behind a low table.

What does this mean? He Ningyan was stunned for a moment, because the low table was blocked, so the people under the high stage and next to him couldn't see it.

She looked at Abbas, but Abbas was still eating his food slowly, without any expression on his face... Abbas's hand slowly let go. It seemed that nothing had happened on the high platform, and even He Ningyan almost thought that it was an illusion just now.

I don't know what to say, is this a warning or something? He Ningyan looked at Abbas suspiciously, and raised a hand. When Garcia saw this, she immediately brought two maids over and helped her get up.

But even though she was on a stretcher, Abbas continued to eat her food slowly and expressionlessly, without saying anything.

What is this called? Forget it, no matter what he is, after today, there will be six days left. This stimulated man, God knows what's going through his head. What he needs is a doctor, what he needs is medicine.

Send into the room, after a simple scrub and change of clothes, lie down. Garcia looked outside in the eyes of the idol: "It seems that the caravan has just left, and it is late to leave." ”

"Hmm~" He Ningyan lay down: "You all rest." ”

So Garcia and the maid retreated. The day is coming to an end, and the advantage here is that you don't have to be on duty, otherwise you won't have much sleep at night.

There was movement in the elevator, and He Ningyan immediately woke up from his daze. The vigilance that has been cultivated for a long time cannot be changed by saying that it can be changed.

"Did you sleep?" was Donald's voice.

What are you doing here at this time? Is it still early, and she wants to talk to someone? Anyway, she is currently injured, and the slightest movement will affect the wound, and everyone understands this.

Donald approached and sat down on the bunk.

Even if she sleeps, trying to talk will still wake her up. He Ningyan let out a nasal voice softly: "Why is the lord here?"

Donald sat next to him, and the darkness seemed to hide a lot. He was a little melancholy: "It's not easy to be a lord, this is the only place with fresh water within a thousand miles of the neighborhood, and many people want to occupy it." ”

Looks like you're here to complain? As a lord, it's really stressful. He Ningyan has a sense that the pressure on the navigator is also very great, but in comparison, the lord naturally has to manage more people and the pressure is great: "Then what should I do? You are already a lord." ”

Donald in the dark seemed to smile, and then continued to sit as if talking to himself: "In the past thirty years, the lords have changed one after another, and there are already seven or eight of them. The shortest was killed in half a day, and the longest was five or six years. I've been in this position for three years, and how many people want to kill me and replace me. ”

It seems that it was the rebellion incident last night that made him worried, He Ningyan thought about it, supported his body with his arms, and sat up carefully. comforted: "You did a good job, those people are just brave horses, if it weren't for you as the lord, I don't think anyone could do a better job than you." There is a reason why many people are reluctant to go, the fear of the unknown. It's a little head to stay here now, and when you go outside, you may be nothing. Anything, you need to take your time!"

Donald didn't feel pleased, and he fell silent. He Ningyan didn't dare to say anything more, and faintly felt that Donald was a little abnormal.

Donald's voice was deep and magnetic: "My father was also a lord before, and he was overthrown in four years. The new lord was killed again in less than five days. The lord in the back was my father's subordinate, and he liked my mother very much, and at my mother's begging, the new lord kept me and recognized him as his stepfather. He made me read and read, and he was indeed a good man, but after six years he was killed. It was the descendants of the previous lord who killed him, all of whom had been forgotten, the son of the lord very early. He was sold, and when he grew up as an adult, he escaped with the slaves and came back to get it back. ”

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